Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 1071 - 746: Even Brothers Keep Clear Accounts

Hmm?

Jiang Nian saw the message and was stunned for a moment. He was about to give up, who would have thought the other person would initiate?

"Yes."

Bzzz.

Xu Shuang: "The usual place."

He thought to himself, it was that loss-making milk tea shop again, the atmosphere was indeed quiet, hardly anyone went there.

Little Bear Milk Tea Shop, what a tacky name.

"OK."

Xu Shuang: "(South Korea gesture)"

Replied.

Jiang Nian moved his phone aside and glanced at his own feet. And the two giggling girls.

"Are you done yet?"

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Qianqian glared at him, "We just started, how could it be so fast?"

"Alright then." Jiang Nian was speechless.

"Hey, don't move your feet." Qianqian patted him, "Xiyun, hold him down."

Jiang Nian heard and instinctively wanted to struggle. But seeing the two girls with their backs to him, sitting on his outstretched leg.

He was instantly stupefied, almost bursting into laughter.

A broken leg can be healed. But an ephemeral opportunity like this, missing it means missing it.

Hmm, worth it.

After a while, the two girls finally finished practicing their skills. And Jiang Nian couldn't feel his leg bones anymore.

"Why are you sitting there?"

"It's numb."

"Look at our masterpiece, is the paint pretty?" Qianqian spoke, glancing back at it herself.

How do I put it…

Not pretty.

At that time, she saw another girl in her class do it and thought it was quite nice, yet when she tried it herself it was completely different.

Song Xiyun's painting was even worse, entirely at beginner art level.

"It seems…"

"Ugly as hell." Jiang Nian bluntly remarked, "Putting this stuff on your hand is basically a waste."

Qianqian: "..."

Song Xiyun: "....."

"I won't paint anymore."

"Me neither."

"Hey! No!" Jiang Nian heard, instantly in a panic, "Shoot, what does this mean for me?"

"Bad luck for you." Qianqian turned her head and made a funny face at him, "Meh meh meh, I'm leaving!"

Jiang Nian: "???"

"Don't go!"

He reached out to grab but caught nothing. Forgot his leg was numb and couldn't move for a while.

"Wait… Qianqian!!"

"Bye-bye."

Jiang Nian fell silent, turned to look at Song Xiyun. Staring at her as if saying if she left then it's over.

"Come here, help me up."

"Huh?" Song Xiyun hesitated, afraid to go over, flustered, "I… I'm going to shower."

In an instant, only he was left in the living room.

What the…?

About three or four minutes later, he finally stood up. Slowly turned, inch by inch moved back across the door.

After washing, at midnight.

Jiang Nian checked his phone every five minutes, his internal resentment was enough to nurture ten Evil Sword Immortals.

Qianqian, you better keep your word.

Bzzz! The phone lit up.

Qianqian: "Come out, hurry. Don't be late, I'm only waiting for a minute, and behave yourself."

He glanced at it, only seeing the words come out.

"Coming."

Just out the door, Jiang Nian stood at the entrance for a while. Seeing the door crack open, the other person was about to repeat an old trick.

Qianqian hadn't spoken yet, a snap was heard. Before he could react, he was pulled outside.

Bang, felt like hitting a steel plate.

"Jiang!!"

So hard, why is the body so hard. But what made her even more anxious was that this person was not behaving at all.

"Couldn't hear you."

Jiang Nian kissed her neck, caught by the milk fragrance for a few seconds, an indescribable taste.

"Let go, let go!!" Qianqian's face visibly turned red, she squeezed him a few times, somewhat soft.

Regretted it, if only she hadn't agreed.

Jiang Nian didn't lose his mind, after all it wasn't his first time doing this, purely just wanted to scare Qianqian.

In the meantime, boiling frog in warm water.

He knew Qianqian too well, theoretically not affected by either hard or soft tactics, but could only gradually ease her alertness.

"Why are you anxious?" He let go of the girl.

"Ugh!!" Qianqian gave him a glare, her heart was racing, she couldn't touch the ground, how could she not be anxious.

She straightened her clothes, ultimately didn't dare say anything harsh.

"I'm going back."

"Okay."

Click, the door closed.

....

Next day.

Jiang Nian woke up, jotting a note in his mental notebook. Xiao Song owed some interest, hadn't achieved a yield.

Sleazy merchant notes.

Monday, morning flag-raising ceremony. Still the weekly test, a busy morning gone in a blink.

"Zeng You that guy, really not coming?" Li Hua returned to his seat, "Damn, how does he live so comfortably."

"What's he doing in the dormitory?" Wu Jungu asked.

Jiang Nian: "Wrapping dumplings maybe."

At noon, sunlight was hitting just right outside the classroom, people inside were leaving, occasionally speaking a few words.

After a burst of laughter in the classroom, they went their separate ways.

Jiang Nian picked up his meal card, ready to get up. Suddenly saw Zhou Yuting at the classroom door, looking back at him.

Hmm?

He recently had been incredibly busy, hadn't paid much attention to classmates. Plus the pressure from the second mock exam, he had been quite diligent.

Always hustling around, if it weren't for that glance, he really would've forgotten Tingzi was in the class, made sense too.

Jiang Nian had just gone downstairs not long ago, and indeed bumped into Wang Yuhe.

"Why are you here?"

"Waiting for Chai Muying." Wang Yuhe replied honestly, her companions sometimes swapped with Chai Muying.

"Where did she go?"

"Bathroom."

"Oh." Jiang Nian reached out and patted Wang Yuhe's head, "Then I'll go first, off to eat."

"Don't touch my head!" Wang Yuhe glared at him, face flushed red, "It makes it hard to grow taller."

"At your age, you've stopped growing."

"I'll totally grow!!" She said stubbornly, tiptoeing, "I drink more milk, I'll surpass you sooner or later."

"Haha." Jiang Nian chuckled, patted her head again, "When you grow taller, you can pat my head all you want."

"You just wait! Something so simple!" Wang Yuhe tried to bite him, but Jiang Nian easily dodged.